Chapter 1470: The Origin of the Virtual World
Under the guidance of the little green man, Colonel Duncan went deep into the ground for I don't know how many meters, and the dark emergency lights flickered on and off, making him unable to distinguish between the real world and the game world.
"Do you know where you are now?" Like a monkey, the little green man leaped nimbly onto a crossbar, and his eyes glowed a dark green light in the dim environment, which made Colonel Duncan shudder.
Colonel Duncan shook his head cautiously, he didn't want to make the little green man in front of him angry, because they had completely lost their sense of direction now, and without the leadership of this little green man, they would all starve to death in this steel maze and couldn't find a way out.
"If you look at it according to Genesis, you are standing on the place of your birth." The little green man was talking crazy and talking crazy, and his saliva fell down from the ceiling: "Before I don't know how many reincarnations, we were completely defeated in the war of intelligent machines, except for a few humans who left the solar system on an immigration ship, and the others ...... Forget it, I don't remember that history very well. ”
Colonel Duncan made a quiet gesture to his subordinates and sat down on the floor, intending to listen to the madman's story and follow his wishes.
"This is where the last bit of human embryo was stored, and it was here that the Robots handed over the carbon-based bioremodeling project to those two betrayers." The little green man jumped off the beam: "That's right, this is it, no, not here, this is that damn virtual world!" What's going on? My memory is confused again? ”
Colonel Duncan saw the little green man rolling on the ground, slapping his head with the palm of his hand, as if something was drilling out of it, and he was really worried that the little green man would knock himself to death.
"Damn! Damn it! Damn it! There's a new memory fragment trying to confuse my memory! No, history should not be forgotten! It can't be tampered with! The little green man screamed and jumped into a narrow crack and vanished.
Colonel Duncan swore he had been staring at the little monster, but he was too fast.
"Head, what are we going to do?" A Ranger player looked around vigilantly into the darkness around him: "Do you understand what he said?" Could this be the beginning of a chain of tasks? ”
Duncan shook his head and pointed to his head: "I think it's just just crazy, let's focus on this place, wait for him to come back, send a few people to search around, see if there is anything that can be used, don't go far." ”
"Human civilization was destroyed by the war of intelligent machines, the survivors used the migrant ship to escape, abandoning ninety percent of the population, and the intelligent machines killed all the human beings on the earth......" The little green man who escaped kept rolling in an empty room: "No, no, the chaos erosion appeared on a large scale, and the human beings created the intelligent machines for the anti-chaos war, the intelligent machines rebelled, we were hit hard, the human beings created the virtual world, and the whole civilization reduced the dimension to avoid the catastrophe...... No, it's not right either! Humans were defeated by intelligent machines, and it was the intelligent machines that created the virtual world to imprison human consciousness, and were finally corrupted by chaos? ”
Countless fragments of memories tumbled in the little green man's mind, constantly colliding, devouring each other, merging with each other, making it extremely painful.
"So, is it all a random permutation?" The little green man kept hitting the metal bottom plate with his head, suppressing the pain with pain, gritting his teeth and muttering to himself: "The process is not important, but the result is the only one?" Lamentable! It's sad! Hahaha! ”
"Charlison, you're getting a nosebleed." Yang Yuefan, who was eating, frowned when he saw this: "Your physical indicators seem to be normal, go to the medical warehouse for an in-depth examination." ”
Charleson was stunned for a moment, wiped his nose, and the blood stained his entire arm: "I'll go now!" ”
As a result, as soon as Charleson stood up, he felt that his brain was blank and he lost consciousness directly.
Yang Yuefan raised his hand to fix Charleson in mid-air, leaned over and took a closer look, blood pressure increased, heartbeat increased, no blood clots, no cerebral infarction, no abnormalities, and the sudden fainting seemed to be completely due to mood swings.
Yang Yuefan, who couldn't find a specific reason, had to deal with Charleson in the simplest way and isolate him directly, as a psionic sensitive person, although Yang Yuefan did not find spiritual energy fluctuations in Charlison, but he had a vague premonition that Charlison's situation was not suitable for contact with others.
When Charleson was thrown into an empty cabin by Yang Yuefan, he suddenly woke up and looked at Yang Yuefan through the glass: "I understand." ”
"What do you understand?" Yang Yuefan looked at Charleson with bloodshot eyes, and condensed a spiritual energy sword in a place he couldn't see.
"Robots, humans, chaos, and that damn game world." Charleson said in a tone that saw through the red dust: "This time in reincarnation, for unknown reasons, there was a major turning point in the plot, which made the set plot unable to develop smoothly, so there were all kinds of confusion. ”
When he heard the words for unknown reasons, Yang Yuefan moved to kill, and his psionic sword could easily stab through the isolation door of the cabin, as well as Charleson who was standing behind the door.
But he restrained himself, and for Charleson who suddenly obtained the 'Apocalypse', Yang Yuefan planned to obtain more information.
"Go on." Yang Yuefan stared into Charlison's eyes.
"According to the original plot, the virtual world should have been built by us, or the intelligent machines, as the last bastion, or the prison that banished us." Charleson also stared at Yang Yuefan: "But the ending of the intelligent machine war has been rewritten!" I don't know the specifics yet, but it must be about you, right? The process was interrupted, but the script written by the evil gods could not be changed, and the virtual world or game appeared in our world so suddenly! Therefore, we can't trace the origin of the game, we can't analyze the game technology, and we can only passively accept its existence! Because it was supposed to be there at that point! ”
Yang Yuefan's eyebrows furrowed together, and he realized that the news brought by Charlison's 'Apocalypse' was extremely important, far more important than he thought.
"In the original history, there were two versions of the virtual world." Charleson bit his nails, his face full of doubt: "One version was built by ourselves, and the other version was designed by the intelligent machine, and now because of some unknown error, the two versions of the game world have been forcibly stitched together." ”
"Go on!" Yang Yuefan ordered.
"No, that's all I get for now, and that's what comes to my head." Charleson looked at Yang Yuefan a little confused: "You know what the hell is going on, right!" ”